Infinite Mask Game.

Chapter 308: The Corner of the Clothes is Slightly Dirty
Bardsley uses the Arena of Will to conduct private fights, and can indeed control the strength of both sides. Due to the self-selection of skills and free addition of points, there is also a certain pre-war gaming nature.

Wei Miao quickly decided on all the projects.

In the third dimension, she invested 20 points into physique, kept the default proportions of the five attributes, invested 5 points into spirit, and 1 point into soul.

As a Paladin, Bardsley would not deliberately choose other systems when facing her "admirer". It is most likely the Heavenly System, and his fighting style is that of an authentic Paladin.

Therefore, Wei Miao only needs to think about how to target him. He only invested 1 point in the soul because he guessed that the other party did not have the ability to target the soul.

She plans to follow the familiar swordsmanship system. The advantage is that she does not need to purchase additional swordsmanship basics, which also fits her personality.

However, if it was purely a matter of skill, she had no chance of defeating the experienced Paladin Commander, so she needed an additional variable.

She spent 20 points to choose the skill "Sword of the Cloud Cloud (Normal Replica)".

This is actually a piece of equipment, and all equipment types are classified under skills.

Although the Ame-no-Kendo sword is called a sword, it is a long straight-blade sword with an extremely narrow guard. There are extremely beautiful black and white patterns on the slender sword.

The price of ordinary skills is generally 1-5 points. For example, an ordinary fireball requires 3 points.

The 20-point cost of the Kusanagi Sword comes with an ability called "Reflection". Depending on the difference in the points required for the skills, there is a certain probability that it can reflect the opponent's skills.

The probability is calculated as (point difference/20). If the opponent's skill points are above 20, reflection will fail.

For the remaining 2 points, Wei Miao chose the skill "Petrified Skin". As an active skill that requires mana, it works well and can add a little defense. Its passive version requires 5 willpower.

【Your opponent is ready. 】

This prompt popped up as early as when Wei Miao started choosing skills.

Now, she has also completed the confirmation.

A beam of light descended from the sky and enveloped her newly shaped body.

Wei Miao's consciousness fell into it the next moment, and the familiar feeling of arriving made her adapt to the new body immediately.

The surrounding white light faded away, and the new scene was built rapidly like building blocks.

Under the starry night sky, the medieval retro streets are spacious and empty, with messy buildings on both sides, doors and windows closed, and no one passes by.

Two street lamps were emitting dim light, casting long and thick shadows on the two people in the middle of the road.

Wei Miao looked around, only having a simple understanding of the venue, and paid more attention to the person opposite him.

Bardsley is not much different from his real image, tall and burly, also wearing a black vest and trousers, holding a simple two-handed sword with a broad and thick blade that looks quite heavy.

Compared with this cross-handed sword, the Murasakibara sword can be called petite, but the quality is far different.

The two stood opposite each other, five meters apart.

Bardsley said, "I think you are aware of the rules here. If you fail, there will be no risk of death, but pain is inevitable."

"The willpower of an average person is around 20 points, so I will only allocate 20 points to fight with you."

"Since you intend to challenge me, you should have an indestructible will. If your willpower points are higher than 25, it is not impossible to defeat me."

Only 20 points are allocated?
sure?
Wei Miao did not say anything. She held the sword in both hands, bent her knees slightly, and took a stance.

Bardsley couldn't tell her true colors from her calm and serious expression, but her steady and rigorous posture showed that she was well-trained, and he couldn't help but feel a little more approval.

Although Bardsley made concessions on will points, it was only to narrow the actual strength gap between the two sides for the purpose of fairness.

Out of respect and fighting grace, he would not pretend to let his opponent take a few moves, as that would be arrogance.

Bardsley began to chant a wonderful rhythm. Although nothing could be seen on the surface, the divine power filled his body and mind, slightly enhancing his various qualities.

The two-handed sword was covered with a golden glow, and Badsley stepped on the ground with his toes. His heavy figure was like an angry black bull, and he took the lead in attacking.

"If I'm not mistaken, his skills should be the three-piece set of Holy Light." During a brief thought, the distance of five meters was crossed in an instant.

Wei Miao raised the sword, with the tip of the sword slanted downward, stabilizing his lower body and easily taking Badsley's furious attack.

As she expected, the "reflection" was triggered.

The blade of the two-handed giant sword suddenly trembled violently, and then something unexpected happened to the two men.

With a crisp sound, the sword broke in the middle.

The sword is broken.

Both parties instantly judged the current situation and acted almost simultaneously.

Wei Miao immediately twisted his wrist and made a sharp spinning slash towards his neck, while charging forward with his feet.

The area that a broken sword could defend was too narrow, but Badsley accurately blocked the attack with the surviving sword while retreating.

Even though he was using a strong sword to block a weak sword, the force coming from the sword was unexpected.

Bardsley realized something and slid the sword, just about to release the force.

But before he could hold on for even a second, he felt something was wrong with his hand, and with his sharp eyes he saw the cracks spreading across the point of collision.

This time, the sword was cut off directly from the root and was completely scrapped.

Before Bardsley had a chance to display his exquisite swordsmanship, he lost his sword.

The Ame-no-Kume sword, which was only slightly blocked, did not stop its attack and continued to slash at him firmly.

Bardsley is indeed a man who has been through many battles. Faced with this unprecedented situation, he can still make the best response in an instant with his combat awareness.

When he saw the cracks on the sword, he uttered a few short chants, decisively threw away the bare hilt, turned his foot around, and moved forward instead of retreating.

A transparent golden film emerged from his body surface and expanded outwards instantly.

It can be seen as a kind of shield.

Wei Miao noticed Bardsley's intention.

The sword broke, and the situation now turned into a battle between an unarmed man and a man with a knife. Once the distance is widened, it will not be easy to get close again given the physical disadvantage.

Maybe this is the only chance to get close to her. A melee fighter can only win if he gets close.

Wei Miao did not stop his movements, swinging his sword much faster than his pace. At the same time, he made a mistake in his steps, using his agility to slightly distance himself from Bardsley, ensuring that he could not escape the blow.

The golden shield was shattered after it came into contact with the sword of Ama-no-Kurosakumo, not even lasting for a second.

But this little delay bought Bardsley a chance to survive. He lowered himself to one knee and barely avoided the knife that was slashing at his head. The cold wind from the blade was like the howling of the god of death.

Then he stood up explosively, with impeccable timing and positioning.

He moved swiftly and decisively, grabbing Wei Miao's wrist with both hands from below, forcefully and briefly preventing her from making the next move.

He used his five fingers to pinch the weak spots of her tendons and bones, and then gave her a fast and fierce knee strike from below.

Under normal circumstances, his technique can make people lose their strength and let go.

However, Bardsley found that his opponent's wrist was as hard as rock.

He tried his best but couldn't move it.

The knee hit Wei Miao's abdomen with fierce force, and golden light burst out from it, but it easily dissipated after making contact with the opponent.

Bardsley felt like he had hit a thick wall, and it was he who was in pain, not to mention that the opponent's lower body was unstable and he bent over in pain.

After one set, Wei Miao's clothes were only slightly dirty.